The little general is a pretty wolf wife

When Feng Qing sent Yu Hualan back to the Prince's Mansion.

Seeing the happy words all over the room, Feng Qing unconsciously frowned.And the woman in wedding dress lying on the ground, he had the urge to throw people out.After Yuhualan was put on the bed, she looked a little disgusted. He didn't pay attention to Fengqing, and lay down on the clothes. After covering herself with the quilt, Yuhualan looked to the side and remained silent, wondering what she was thinking Feng Qing then said: "Put her on the bed."

Feng Qing looked at him, then at the woman, and snorted coldly, "Are you kidding me?"

Yu Hualan blinked, then closed her eyes tiredly, "You can't just let my princess lie here all night."

Feng Qing crossed her arms, bent down and approached His Highness the Crown Prince, the breaths of the two blended together, so close that Feng Qing blinked, and her eyelashes could lightly brush Yu Hualan's cheeks.

After facing each other like this for a while, Yu Hualan didn't even open her eyes.Not even the eyelashes fluttered.

Tuliu Fengqing was breathing disorderly by herself.

Fall asleep now?Is it too fast?Feng Qing didn't believe it.So he got closer and kissed the red and swollen lips.

The other party's breathing was still steady, Feng Qing's eyelashes trembled, and then left.He stood by the bed and looked at Yu Hualan for a while.

Yuhualan's health is not good, and getting married is exhausting, and she messed with him most of the night, so she should be so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.He rolled up the quilt for Yu Hualan and covered her, his fingers touched the red mark on the side of her neck, and couldn't help but touch her cheek lightly.His eyes were gloomy, and finally he came to his senses, he casually conjured up a quilt and wrapped it up for the princess on the ground, and left.

The flame of the dragon and phoenix candle on the bedside was still beating happily, reflecting Yu Hualan's pale complexion red.

……

Haitang was studying the ink, looking very unhappy.

Yuan Jia frowned and buried himself in a pile of papers, then abruptly put down his pen, rubbed his chubby temples, and almost gnashed his teeth to criticize the old emperor in his heart.

The old emperor has been diligent in administration for many years. Since the beginning of his slack in administration, the time of going to court has changed from once every three days to once every half a month. Most of the memorials are thrown to him.No, one day, Yuan Jia was approving the memorials in the Political Affairs Hall until four o'clock before he finished dressing. He simply waited for the old emperor in the imperial study. The old emperor saw his tired expression and dark eyes, and waved his hand, "Yuan Ai." You have worked hard, in the future, Ai Qing, please bring this memorial back to the prime minister's residence for approval, and tell me about important matters."

Does this mean that he, Yuan Jia, will not rebel?Yuan Jia relaxed his body and leaned against the back of the chair. Why did he want to be such a poor prime minister? He must be out of his mind.Yuan Jia thought, he is only suitable for lying down leisurely, then drinking some wine, ordering some side dishes, and then holding the little general in his arms and teasing him... instead of watching government affairs here and seeing his eyes twitch. faint.

Yuan Jia closed his eyes, and asked Haitang: "How is Master Biao?"

"No, I was trapped in the room by Dr. Lin, and I couldn't get out. I just passed a paper figurine and wanted to send it in to the princess, but was intercepted by Dr. Lin and sent to our yard. The servants saw it." You are busy, so I didn't bother you." Seeing that he stopped writing, Haitang stopped studying ink and stopped to talk.

"Burn it."

"You don't look at it?"

"Don't look at it."

"Master Xiang, what do you mean by locking him up like this and not dealing with him?"

"Hmm... You girl has a lot of questions about movies. Is Xiao Jiuer awake?" Yuan Jia opened his eyes and asked.

When Bai Nineteen was mentioned, Haitang's expression became even uglier.She gave her Prime Minister a sneaky look, and said, "I'm not awake yet. Look, our wife loves to eat so much. I only ate a little for lunch today, and I'm so tired that I'm about to fall asleep." Master, the young master is almost seven months old, and Madam is so heavy, so you can't be more considerate, and don't torment Madam at night, okay?"

"..." Yuan Jia squinted at Haitang, but didn't speak.

Haitang sighed, "Mrs. is just too good-tempered. Look, this servant has asked if she is pregnant. If someone is pregnant, her mood will fluctuate a little bit, and then she will play a little bit of her temper and want to be coaxed and hurt. Oh, but my wife," Haitang said, took out her handkerchief and fanned herself, "I told you not to eat too much, and you can bear it even if you want to. Sometimes you have to coax your husband, it's really painful."

Yuan Jia couldn't help sitting up straight when he heard this, and then looked at Haitang, "When did Xiao Jiuer come to coax the truth?"

Haitang glanced at him, pouted her lips, "Isn't that the madam coaxing you about what happened at night?"

"..." Yuan Jia was really at a loss for words. Seeing that his cub was only two months away from the ground, Bai Jiu was a man after all, so...but why did he explain this to Haitang?Moreover, pregnant people are inherently sensitive. Before Bai Shijiu had a baby, he almost never asked for sex, ah, except for the time when he was drunk.Last night, he looked at himself with wet eyes, and held his hand pitifully.

He said aggrievedly: "Yuenlang, that place is uncomfortable..."

Thinking of him, Yuan Jia, his movements were light and slow, and the handicapped little general looked at him with a blushing face, then put his arms around his neck, and said very seriously: "Yuan Lang, be rude, I don't seem to It still hurts to feel…”

It's really despised everywhere!Yuan Jia stood up, ignored Haitang, and walked to the bedroom.

Haitang stuck out her tongue, "If Yuan Shiyi dares to treat this girl like this in the future, I will castrate him!"

Yuan Shiyi, who was on vigil last night and was resting during the day, was lying on the bed, feeling cold in his lower body in his dream.

When Yuan Jia arrived at the bedroom, a snow-white tail suddenly hung down from the raised curtain. The white hair was fluffy and soft, and it swayed leisurely.

Yuan Jia's boredom of reading the memorial was swept away, he walked over, gently opened the curtain, Bai Jiu fell asleep with his back to him, his ears stood up, trembling from time to time.Putting his hand on the big and round belly, the quilt was slid down, barely covering half of his belly.

Autumn is getting stronger and the weather is not so hot, so Bai Jiu's sleepiness becomes more intense.

Yuan Jia covered Bai Jiujiu with a quilt, Haitang was right, the little general was indeed so heart-warming that it made people feel distressed.It's been more than nine months since they got married, and no matter how uncomfortable I feel, I have never made a fool of him.

Yuan Jia sat by the bed, shook his head and smiled.As if sensing Yuan Jia's breath, Bai Jiu woke up in a daze, and shouted "Yuan Lang" in a daze, awkwardly trying to turn over, Yuan Jia hurried over to help him lie down.Later, he said that he wanted to sit up, so he put a big soft pillow behind him, and Bai Jiu held his big belly, half-opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Jia for a long time before he fully woke up.

"Yuenlang doesn't look very well, has there been a lot of things recently?"

"Not much, just thinking that I couldn't satisfy my little Jiu'er last night, I feel a little uncomfortable." Yuan Jia said with a smile.

"..." Bai Jiu blinked, "Then Yuan Lang will work harder next time, I'm in good health, so I don't need to be so cautious." After speaking, he hooked Gou Yuanjia's finger.

Looking at the raised fingers, Yuan Jia decided not to discuss this topic with Bai Jiu anymore.Instead, he asked: "Haitang just complained to me for you, saying that you never lose your temper and you have a very good temper. Has Xiao Jiu'er always been this good-tempered?"

Bai Jiu frowned and said, "I'm only good-natured towards you. Besides, I wasn't very good-natured at the beginning."

"Oh?" Yuan Jia raised an eyebrow.

"To Yuanlang at first, ah, even when you were an immortal, I was very tempered." Speaking of this, Bai Jiu showed a rare look of pride, "I am a wolf after all, even if I am not of blood Jun, I'm also very wild. At that time, Genro, I bit off a finger of yours."

Suddenly, I felt some pain in my fingers.Yuan Jia retracted the hooked finger inexplicably.

"It's the thumb of the right hand," Bai Jiu said, looking at his hand, "Yuan Lang was so bad back then, he always treated me like a dog."

Yuan Jia picked up his hands and moved his body, "He is him, I am me, don't push his debt to me."

"Oh..." Bai Jiu secretly glanced at Yuanjia and Yuanlang, who seemed to have little interest in such immortals, and seemed to be a little disgusted, but ordinary people, don't they all want to live forever and become immortals? ?

Yuan Jia pouted, but still couldn't help asking, "Then why are you so obedient?"

"I was beaten by the fairy!" Bai Jiu's eyes were bright.